..my....Ooh fuck... Friend. Oh my god!”“Oh my god Rhianna. When did you start growing your pussy hair again? You always shaved.” Demi said fro... behind me.“Neil likes it”“Fucking hell. You really love him don't you? Well I like it too. I wonder what Dave would say if I grew mine?”“Don't talk about him tonight. Its just us. Now rub my pussy.” Demi must have really gone to town on her job then because Rhianna started moaning and pushing her boobs harder upward so that her nipples rubbed on my. I'm sorry, I said. I didn't mean it to happen. Moving his hand up my leg he cupped his fingers around my dick. As he moved it up and down giggling I said, it tickles. Squeezing it a little more he asked, how about now. I said, it feels good as something stirred inside me. My breathing quickened as he continued to move his hand. My heart beat was speeding up and I looked down and watched him for a minute before I noticed a wet spot on the panties. Grabbing his hand I told Mr Davis, I think I. ”I’d been doing a slow finger pick on the guitar while we talked. She stopped talking and listened for a while. “That’s pretty. What song is that?”“Oh, it’s just something I heard Emmylou Harris do. It probably isn’t anything I’d do at the bar. I’ve never been able to figure out if the lyrics are meant for a friend or a lover. Or maybe someone who’s both.”She looked at me with something in her expression I hadn’t seen before. Then she put her hand on my knee and asked, “Would you sing it for. But it wouldn't have mattered because you would still have taken him - down no matter the cost. Eric might win a fair fight with either of you but you would have won because it wouldn't have been a fair fight." So you're saying I have no ethics?" Sarah steamed."Not at all," Adam laughed as he covered Sarah's clenched fist. "I think you're both highly ethical – it's just you view certain things differently than, say, I do. A fight, to you and to him, is to be won. There is no use walking in if.